Alaa ...

Like a strawberry you are always red
Like a pink flower when you blush
I felt your heart as my bed
And your hands my paint brush
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a new morning has come
with a golden sun and a rose
last night has gone
and old pages closed
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A part of me

Why does it always
have to happen to me
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missing someone
i don’t yet know
feeling the pleasure
of pure peacefulness
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why didn't you reply
when i sent you a message
maybe you haven't seen it
or you don't have credit
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a fairy tale inside me

the dragon and the rose
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give me your hand
but why...
we are no more
are we... are we no more
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oh yeah that's me
you still remember my name
oh yeah that's me
you still cherish my name
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i can feel it
in the air
it's coming
wet and smooth
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that's when i hate poetry...
when i have to leave someone
and i don't want to say goodbye
when i see pure love
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when cool fresh air is bothered by the smoke
when true feelings turn to be a silly joke
when friends betray and your heart is broke
when people of guns and rumors talk
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here i am
sitting alone in the dark
one hour left to a new year
listening to the familiar
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why....do i cry
when there is no reason to...

pictures of people who were once dear friends
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i've always dreamt of poems
and words i cannot say
so night falls, my eyes close
but my heart would pray
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with black rain the sky is crying

and innocent flowers are fading
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it feels calm
inside my bubble
my transparent magical world
it would just let the peace in
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Papa! Why is the moon following me?

because it loves you my dear
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ever realized the power of silence?

ever revealed the beauty of it?
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Listening to this song
i wonder..and suddenly
start thinking about you
no! i wouldn’t say that
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how could colors be so colorless
why is the sun so sad and pale
how could people bear such nonsense
of words that never dare to change
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